The Rajah of Markestan is too wily a beast to go for the large game at the outset, though--probably--the large game is the only stuff he cares about.

He knows too well that there are eyes that watch perpetually, and he won't expose himself--if he can help it.

The trouble is he doesn't always know where to look for the eyes that watch." A certain exultation sounded in his voice, but the next instant he bent and kissed her.
"Why do you dwell on these things?
They only trouble you.

But I think you might remember that since they exist, someone has to deal with them." "You don't trust Ahmed Khan ?" she said.

"You think he is treacherous ?" He hesitated; then: "Ahmed Khan is either a tiger or--merely a jackal," he said.